The customer saw Fu Haoran leaving like this and became angry: "I didn't take me seriously at all. It's too much, Fu Haoran!"
Fu Haoran naturally couldn't hear these words because he had already walked away.
At this time, Han Ningmeng was still lying down, confused, and shouting Fu Haoran's name.
"Fu Haoran, Fu Haoran... Why, why do you treat me like this? Why..." Han Ningmeng shouted sadly.
Du Chuqi and Xu Jinghan felt very distressed when they heard Han Ningmeng's words, but they were powerless.[
Heart disease also requires heart medicine.
They knew that at this time, the pain in Han Ningmeng's heart could only be given to Fu Haoran to treat it.
After Fu Haoran came out, he quickly rushed to where Du Chuqi lived.
When Fu Haoran looked at Han Ningmeng lying on the bed, he looked drunk and felt very distressed!
"What kind of sadness can make you so drunk?" Fu Haoran said to Han Ningmeng with distress.
"What's going on with you?" Du Chuqi asked with concern.
Fu Haoran just shook his head with distress and said nothing.
"Forget it, let's go to class. Anyway, we don't need us here!" After Xu Jinghan finished speaking, he followed Du Chuqi.
After the two of them left, Fu Haoran looked at Han Ningmeng who was drunk and helped her well, wanting her to have a good sleep.
"Fu Haoran...Fu Haoran..." Han Ningmeng murmured Fu Haoran's name in a sad voice.
The murmur made Fu Haoran feel heartbroken and even more cherished.
"Silly girl... I'm here, I'm here!" Fu Haoran couldn't help but hug Han Ningmeng into his arms: "Silly girl, I'm here..."
Although Han Ningmeng was drunk, she could feel someone holding her, and the familiar smell and familiar embrace made her feel very warm.
She felt greedy like this.
Han Ningmeng opened her eyes lazily and glanced at her. The person in front of her seemed to be Fu Haoran!
A little confused, and was surprised: "Fu Haoran?"
"Well, it's me!" Fu Haoran's tender voice slowly drifted into her heart, and suddenly, her heart became warm.
Han Ningmeng stretched out her hand and gently held Fu Haoran's face: "You... tell me, why don't you believe me, why are you mad at me? Why?"
"Why... you said, you won't be mad at me, you said... you... woo..." Han Ningmeng said, tears of grievance rolled down like this.[
When Fu Haoran heard this, he felt very distressed and also blamed himself. He knew that he shouldn't be cruel to her, and he knew that he shouldn't believe her like this!
She is so pure and she never bows her head for money. How could she do those things?
Fu Haoran regrets it when he thinks about it and blames himself!
"Be good... it's all my fault!" Fu Haoran hugged Han Ningmeng with heartache and said.
"From now on, I will never be cruel to you, and I will never not trust you again, okay?" Fu Haoran hugged her with heartache and blame.
"Yeah, um..." Han Ningmeng nodded vigorously.
Still, she was drunk and couldn't tell what was.
What happened now, perhaps, was just a dream.
Only when she was drunk would she say these words. Otherwise, how could her stubborn heart say these words to Haoran?